You go to a christmas party at a friend's house, and for some reason, Orson Welles is there. Everyone is talking about it. No one can figure out who knows him. The hostess, a woman you went to college with, just shrugs, her eyes alight with surprise and happy confusion. You don't see Orson Welles, but you can hear him in the other room. She says she hopes she has enough wine for Orson. She shows you the refrigerator, which is completely full of boxes of Paul Masson white wine. From top to bottom, there is nothing else. "It's like a rap music video directed by Garrison Keillor," you say. As Orson Welles's voice booms from room to room, the glass vibratesin the windows, and the hostess worries that her Christmas ornaments are going to spontaneously shatter. But they don't, and everyone has a good time. The party does not stop. At midnight, you and Orson Welles make a liquor run, but the shop os closed, and Orson shakes the metal grate in front of the shop window, yelling incoherently. "We are only meat that dreams!" he yells. He's angry, but he's laughing. Then suddenly you are all out on the hostess's patio. The night is ending, the sun is coming up, and you are all eating sushi off of Orson Welles's bare stomach. "I'm tired," he tells you, "I'm tired of feeding you all."

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If it's really THAT important, I found the video when it was related to Dave Mustaine yelling at someone. I wanted to have Dave Grohl yelling at the fag psa guy at first (he wears a stripped shirt), but having a back and forth yelling match seemed like more work. I did NOT see some video with a waldo convention and decide I wanted to ytmnd it.

yeah youre a tool DaveTheRave. t he original video is so loosely related to this you asshat. and this user made a bunch of funny edits too, like "you dont't come to my show" to waldo instead of "you don't come to my show and fight" to the real guy. i remember you dave you were always a jealous fucking pussy. especially when a site gets better ratings than yours. youre a tiny pussy in real life and your dick is small and ahs never been sucked fsggot